Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

Yvonne rose from her seat after her hair was tied in a tight ponytail.

'Mother is also getting annoyed with her behavior.' Yvonne surmised this was the cause of her cold attitude towards her personal maid.

She could discern that her mother was beginning to notice the flaws in her maid better after the brief separation they had in recent times.

'She was exploiting the trust her master had in her.' She shook her head at the maid who was overestimating her worth in the Madam's eyes.

The close relationship with the Madam that Paula was depending on all these years was beginning to crumble and there was no one else to blame but herself for this development.

Raylene was keeping a watchful eye on her and did not hesitate to punish the maid for the mistakes she was making.

Recalling what her nanny had said about the incident that had taken place, Yvonne sighed at her soft-hearted mother.

'It may appear as though she allowed Butler Limo to punish Paula but she shielded her instead.' She was smart enough to decipher the meaning hidden in her mother's words.

Even though she had asked the Butler to punish Paula as he seemed fit, she also warned him through her words.

The part where she had reminded him that Paula was still her maid was to declare that though she was unruly she was still under the Madam's protection.

This meant that even if he were to punish her, he could not go overboard as doing so would undermine her authority as the maid's Master.

Yvonne was sure that Butler Limo had comprehended the warning hidden in her words.

However, the maid who was enjoying this protection was not smart enough to understand the kind gesture that her madam had done for her.

The sun was beginning to rise but Mrs. Jacinth had yet to complete recounting the incident that had taken place a couple of days ago.

Therefore, she commanded the maid to carry her over to the entrance of the mansion.

This way, the nanny could complete her narration and no one would hear what they were talking about.

In the arms of her maid, Yvonne hugged her neck and nodded, implying that she continued speaking.

"How did the Butler punish her?" She investigated to placate her curiosity.

Mrs. Jacinth did not keep her waiting as they would reach the entrance in no time.

She looked around to make sure that there was no one around them as she leaned closer to the child's ear.

"He could not be too harsh after obeying Madam's command but at the same time he was not too kind as well." She whispered and lowered her voice with each word.

'I have a weird feeling about this…' Yvonne concluded after analyzing the strange expression on the nanny's face.

Tilting her head to the side, she waited to hear the punishment that the maid had received for messing with the Butler.

"The Butler has ordered her to clean the stables, especially Young Miss's pet's stable." She revealed the strange punishment that was given to her.

"Since you are so curious about the horse then you get to serve him by cleaning his stable each day." She imitated Butler Limo's intonation as she was right there when he had said it.

'She's scooping Demon's poop!?' Yvonne snickered without restraint after hearing the creative punishment that Butler Limo had come up with.

She could make out the sarcasm through the words he had said which only made her laugh louder.

Clear and ringing laughter was heard in the hallway they were passing by just before they reached the entrance of the mansion.

Mrs. Jacinth was trying her best to not laugh as she bit her lip to control herself.

Even at that time, she was stunned to hear Butler Limo's words but had managed to put away the urge to chortle at the younger maid.

The usual punishment for disobedient servants was to wash all the clothes in the laundry room but the Butler had given out a completely different order to this maid.

'I'm sure Paula must have been seething in anger.' Yvonne reckoned as her eyes caught sight of the main door.

They would soon have to go their separate ways but there was something that she had to know before she left.

"What did the maid say in answer?" She interrogated the part she was eager to know more about.

"What!? Why!? No!" Mrs. Jacinth once again displayed her acting prowess by mimicking the punished maid.

The child was amused to see how her old nanny was adept in these theatrical antics and had no issues in revealing this side of her to her master.

Mrs. Jacinth's wrinkled cheeks blushed when she noticed the watchful eyes which were focused on her.

She had forgotten her status and joked in her Young Miss' presence which made her eyes open wide.

'A little too late to feel embarrassed, ain't it?' Yvonne chuckled at the troubled expressions on her nanny's face.

"You did a good job." She praised and even reached her hands out to squish those flushed cheeks of her maid.

This action of the little child made the maid blush further as she was being treated like a child by her young miss.

Thankfully, they had arrived at the door and from here, Yvonne had to move along by herself.

Mrs. Jacinth continued to blush as she placed her young miss on the floor following which she helped her tidy her clothes.

Yvonne glanced down at her clothes, an all-black ensemble of the equestrian outfit, and smiled in satisfaction.

'I match with Demon today.' She remembered the red hair tie that was used to bind her hair.

Her black clothes matched his hair and body while her hair tie resembled his beautiful crimson eyes.

Mrs. Jacinth stood at the door and watched her young miss stride forward until she was no longer visible.

Only after she could not see her miss anymore did she turn around and enter the mansion to get to her other chores.

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Yvonne began walking and was soon at the training grounds which was at the side of the mansion.

Reaching the place, she found that her trainer was already present along with the two etchers waiting at the side as they usually would.

"Good morning, Captain!" She chirped, excited for today's class.

As she had imagined, there were two sets of wooden swords on the table where the man stood instead of the usual single sword.

'That big one must be for him!' She inferred after taking in the difference in their sizes.

Her eyes sparkled when she thought of how she would be sparring with the Captain who was often called 'Spawn' due to his ruthless and harsh training methods.

Captain Desmo Reel was about to mock her for arriving two minutes later than the expected time but halted in his plans when he saw the strange appearance she had today.

He could sense enthusiasm and anticipation emerging through her aura which was throwing him off course.

'My recruits cried the day I warned them that they might get hurt but she…' He paused with an odd look on his face.

Yvonne tilted her head when she did not receive the greeting in return from the Captain who only stared at her with confusion swirling in his eyes.

'Is she a masochist?' He wondered when shot him a smile after noticing his gaze.